Deir Mesang Clayborne Writing

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The Walk

A Poem by Deir Mesang Clayborne

Only we can see the path we are meant to walk

Maggie

A Chapter by Deir Mesang Clayborne

I was 8 years old walking down the street with my umbrella in hand. It was cold. The streets were wet and noisy with cars driving and honking. My fath..

Compassion for Strangers

A Book by Deir Mesang Clayborne

How one woman grew to have love for those she never even knew